And beside Mo Longao stood an old man with white hair and an old dragon clock, this person was the old ghost slave.

Although the old ghost slave looked like he had entered the age of sixtieth year, his eyes were still bright, and the aura on his body was not lower than that of Mo Longao on the side.

This also made the people under him dare not touch his gaze, but they wanted to get rid of Wu Tian.

At this time, Wu Tianzheng was looking at the ghost slave old man and Mo Long arrogantly, and he was not affected by the strong aura on their bodies in the slightest.

This Mo Longao showed indeed a vast amount of cultivation qi, but the old man had no sense of cultivation at all, but under Wu Tian's keen perception, he still found a little bit of demon clan aura.

At the time of Wutian Fugue, Mo Longao and the old ghost slave in front of him were also surprised, could these people really kill a thousand white zombies and white Luo old ghosts in the quicksand Gobi?

The strongest of these people was only in the late stage of the Ground Rank Qi Cultivation Realm.

After being stunned for a moment, Mo Longao chuckled lightly and looked at everyone: "Thank you for your righteous efforts to save the little girl, although I Mo Longao is only a small city lord, I still have many treasures in my hands, if you have anything you want, just export, I will definitely satisfy you." ”

Everyone below looked happy.

Zhao Wou-Ki could not hide the excitement in his heart, but because of his feelings, he still pretended to be calm and said: "Lord Mo City is polite, it is also our honor to be able to save Miss Mo Qing, and I dare not ask for credit." ”

Mo Longao laughed loudly and said, ".........."

After a few pleasantries, the group was taken out of the main hall.

At this time, Mo Longao and the ghost slave old man looked at each other, and their brows were even more furrowed.

Mo Longao shook his head and said, "Demon Emperor senior, are these people really the ones who killed the old ghost of Bailuo?

The old ghost slave pondered for a moment before he spoke: "The old ghost of Bailuo has always acted cautiously, and he will definitely not act rashly if he is not completely sure. Unless ......"

The ghost slave thought about it for a while, and recalled that Wu Tian, who only had a fourth-order Qi Cultivation Realm, looked at Mo Long and said solemnly, "Unless one of them hides his strength!"

When Mo Longao heard this, his expression was stunned! Wu Tian's figure also appeared in his mind, and he secretly said in his heart, could it really be this young boy? Only he looked indifferent under his own coercion.

.............

Late at night, slaying the demon city, the guest room of the city lord's mansion.

Wu Tian felt the aura of heaven and earth in the room.

Suddenly, I felt two figures walking by outside the window.

It looked hurried, as if it was about to rush somewhere.

And there is a rich fragrance of flowers in the air.

Wu Tian frowned, this smell was emanating from Mo Qing's body.

Curious, Wu Tian's figure moved and disappeared into the room.

Passing through countless houses, I saw Mo Qing taking Zhao Chuan's arm and heading towards the direction of the mountain behind the City Lord's Mansion.

At this time, the surrounding scenery is getting darker and darker, and gusts of gloomy wind are blowing.

Wu Tian already chuckled in his heart, if he didn't come, I was afraid that Zhao Chuan would die here.